You don't see me,
nor hear my approach..
Standing right beside you,
my icy hands wrapping around your throat..
You look around bewildered,
as you gasp your final breath..
Moving on to the next town,
till there is no one left..
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
